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waking up to searing pain on your face, you jolt upright and your head collides with shondos, a bloody knife falls into your lap as she grasps her head in pain and keeps repeating "i'm sorry i'm sorry i'm sorry" with tears streaming down her face. you process what happened as the shock wears off while she continues to apologise profusely, but underneath her arms you swear you see her smirking.
having to tell the neighbors you 'slipped' while working on the car. she keeps apologising but deep down you know she isn't really sorry, and the worst part is you don't really care either.
